One of the worst examples of this occurred when I was potty-training my eldest two. For this, I didn’t just use a normal potty – I used a pink one, largely because I got it cheap from Asda. Furthermore, when they weren’t sitting on said potty, waiting for “something to happen”, my sons wore pink Disney Princess pull-ups (chosen by them, I hasten to add, on the basis that the toddler on the “girl” packet was wearing fairy wings, whereas the toddler on the “boy” packet was wingless).